The words fly across the paper with such ease
But she wants what she cannot seize
Everyday he leaves
As she lays there begging him please
Just one more day
Wishinhg there was one more way
When she could sit and say
God there was a way
One day she will leave
Her chest wont heave
She will go on summers eve
Taking her forever leave
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